Show N Prove - Run Out the Ends lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yo yo Nasty ting Show n Prove [Verse 1] I am the one They ain't gonna find another one like me I can do the grime ting, I can do the rap ting You heard the song that I sung, my G We love the gyaldem, she love the mandem Most of these tings wanna f** my team New man come and go all the time None of these youts never come like me Might get views but you don't make moves New Gen ting, you don't bring your crew Who gets in, brudda? It's not you Yeah, you got a chain and a wristwatch too? That's good for you, but I ain't hearin' sh** Cause you ain't pioneerin' sh** Heard your new tune on the radio, yeah it's sh** I don't wanna hear him spit Way back when [?] said yeah it's that I was right there in the bits Man were like "I swear that's my man?" I don't even care if it is Can't be scared of a kid Me, I hit man with headlocks Then I lick man with leg drops Figure four leg lock Might hit man with a 'Sweet chin music' Load it up, no desktop [Hook] Bap, bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Next time man see him round here Same ting, man a get run out again Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Man don't wanna see him round here My man better just come out the ends Like bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Man don't wanna see him round here My man better just come out the ends [Verse 2] Yeah Informers get run out the ends How you get nicked with so much food And two months later, come out the pen? We don't really move like that round here My man better just come out the ends We love the gyal dem, she love the mandem She get ga**ed when I come out with Renz I could take your girl home from the club On the night bus, I ain't gotta jump out the Benz I ain't gonna flash on none of them tings Unless they're posing in front of my lens As a little yout, I was humble Then I got ga**ed, then I went humble again But anyhow, this is '06, bill up in an old whip Have your whole crew jumping the fence Worldstar man on my new phone Then I hit man with the tombstone DDT for the table, then I get tube home Bun up your face like kane two-tone Get me on the top rope hit you with the moonsault Get me on the turnbuckle hit you with a flew blows Got a new ting, I call her Edge and Christian Double [?] [Hook] Bap, bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Next time man see him round here Same ting, man a get run out again Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Man don't wanna see him round here My man better just come out the ends Like bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Man don't wanna see him round here My man better just come out the ends [Bridge] So why are you around here? It's not safe round here for you There's no place round here for you, no, no What brings you around here? (Don't save yourself, just save your soul) It's not safe round here for you There's no place round here for you, no, no [Verse 3] Some rules are made to be broken Some rules are made to be followed It's all the same and you're hopeless It's all in vain or in sorrow We call today the beginning We all just aim for tomorrow It's all the same when you live in A hall of fame in your borough like [Hook] Bap, bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Next time man see him round here Same ting, man a get run out again Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Man don't wanna see him round here My man better just come out the ends Like bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Bap, bap, run out the ends Informers get run out the ends Man don't wanna see him round here My man better just come out the ends